Feb 20, 2011
local:
My friends know one thing about me and that one thing is that I. LOVE. MEAT. The beauty of the midwest is that so much food comes from right around the corner and I could not be happier about it. I screeched when my boyfriend's mother sent me home with two bags filled with local ground beef that came straight from a steer that she shared with a neighbor. I revel in all things local and my dinner last night was just that: Beef from Wisconsin, lettuce grown from a hydroponic garden that belongs to my boyfriend, enchilada sauce made by Chicago's own Rick Bayless and tortillas from El Milagro, a Chicago-based tortilla company. Bon Appetit!
Feb 12, 2011
steppin' to this:
Now I don't possess enough technical knowledge of theater and acting, so I won't even attempt to explain my cherry popping experience of theatre but in a simple way: AH-mazing. During the three and a half hour Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf play I most definitely cringed at the awkward moments and empathized with the sad ones. All I can say is kudos to the incredible actors who portray the story with such intensity and fervor. I am so lucky to live in a city that offers such awesome entertainment outlets. Bravissimo!
just breathe:
Is what I had to keep telling myself when I walked into the Luxury Garage sale this morning.
Hopes were low as the Cynthia Rowley Sample Sale earlier this week was more or less disappointing with prices that did not reflect standard sample sale standards. $150 for a $200 dress at a sample sale? No thank you. After the Steven Alan Sale that I attended a few weeks ago, where I purchased a blazer for $25, I have been determined to find other fun shopping events in Chicago. When I found information about the Luxury Garage Sale, the key words vintage, lavish and Chanel caught my eye, but by no means was I intending to see what was presented to me on the second floor of a Damen Ave. gallery: Louboutins, Fur coats, Jean Paul Gaultier, vintage Missoni, Alice+Olivia dresses and Chanel tweed suits. All priced to sell to your standard late 20s yuppie woman. I die, as RZ would say. Spoke briefly with one of the owners of the organization, who was ridiculously down to earth and sporting a fabulous tribal necklace and darling fur boots. She was very open about explaining how they started, which was basically by doing favors for their friends. If only my favors to friends came to fruition in the form of fabulous and timeless pieces that every girl would die for. My girlfriend walked away with a Burberry London Trench for $350 and a pair of J Brand Jeans for $20 and I only spent a total of $100 and came home with a pair of bellbottom jeans, a DVF blouse and a Vince silk blouse. Heaven in Chicago I tell ya.
Hopes were low as the Cynthia Rowley Sample Sale earlier this week was more or less disappointing with prices that did not reflect standard sample sale standards. $150 for a $200 dress at a sample sale? No thank you. After the Steven Alan Sale that I attended a few weeks ago, where I purchased a blazer for $25, I have been determined to find other fun shopping events in Chicago. When I found information about the Luxury Garage Sale, the key words vintage, lavish and Chanel caught my eye, but by no means was I intending to see what was presented to me on the second floor of a Damen Ave. gallery: Louboutins, Fur coats, Jean Paul Gaultier, vintage Missoni, Alice+Olivia dresses and Chanel tweed suits. All priced to sell to your standard late 20s yuppie woman. I die, as RZ would say. Spoke briefly with one of the owners of the organization, who was ridiculously down to earth and sporting a fabulous tribal necklace and darling fur boots. She was very open about explaining how they started, which was basically by doing favors for their friends. If only my favors to friends came to fruition in the form of fabulous and timeless pieces that every girl would die for. My girlfriend walked away with a Burberry London Trench for $350 and a pair of J Brand Jeans for $20 and I only spent a total of $100 and came home with a pair of bellbottom jeans, a DVF blouse and a Vince silk blouse. Heaven in Chicago I tell ya.
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